Anyone who had ventured into the world for any substantial period of time had some trump cards up their sleeve.0

As soon as the scholar with the Chu surname heard Chen Ping'an utter the word "First," he felt a sense of foreboding, and he knew that this was most likely one of Chen Ping'an's trump cards.4

However, he couldn't identify where this sense of peril was coming from. His mind was racing, and he gritted his teeth as a white ball slid out of his sleeve. The ball was glowing brightly even in the darkness of the night, and it was clear that it was no ordinary object.0

The scholar clutched the ball tightly in his hand, and it melted like wax in the face of fire, turning into a liquid as viscous as mercury. The stream of liquid then quickly spread over his arm and soon covered his entire body. All of a sudden, it was as if he had put on a suit of pristine white armor.0

The breastplate at the center of the suit of armor was shimmering brightly, and it had been forged to resemble the suits of radiant armor worn by deity statues in the temples and monasteries of the mortal world.1

If it weren't for the fact that the scholar could sense that his life was under threat, he would've sooner reverted back to his true form than use this priceless armor pellet. Armor pellets were supreme Militarian treasures extremely revered and sought after, and there was no ceiling to how expensive they could be.0

Furthermore, demand had always far outweighed supply for these things, and they were generally jointly forged by Mohist mechanists and cultivators from the talismanic branch of Daoism.1

In their normal state, armor pellets were fist-sized...0